Disclaimer: I do not own How To Train Your Dragon, Rise of the Guardians or any other character I might let wander into this. Well, aside from Mia. She's mine.

AN: Was going to post this later, but due to Halloween being my favorite holiday - I'm giving you guys a little treat of my own.

Chapter Four;Just Another Monday, Right?

The weekend has passed quicker then Hiccup thought it would have, and Monday had arrived bright and early.

Due to the snow, Stoick offered to take both Hiccup and Jack on off to school. It was mostly due to the fact that the roads were icy, and Hiccup figured his father thought him that much of a klutz that he'd probably bust his ass trying to cross the street. But both boys would rather be in a warm car then venturing the snow, so they slid into the back of his car and let him drive them off to Burgess High School.

Even though the two of them hadn't talked about it, Hiccup figured once they left the car and stepped into the school grounds, their lives would go as they always did. Hiccup would shyly shuffle through crowds to get to his next class, and Jack would be the center of attention. But even if they did, Hiccup felt a little spark of joy at the thought that still, it'd be his house that Jack would be coming home to that night.

Over their short time together, Hiccup had really enjoyed Jack's company. While he didn't like that Jack woke him early during the weekend, he enjoyed when they'd just lounge out in his living room and watch TV. So far, Jack had made some sense into a basketball game for Hiccup, and in return Hiccup showed Jack the joy in Disney movies.

It'd be hard to try and not wave to Jack in the halls, but Hiccup would hold himself back.

Though it was a whole different story it seemed for Jack. Once Stoick had dropped the boy's off, Jack grinned and walked at an equal pace with Hiccup. He questioned Hiccup on what class he had first, and was surprised to find that they had a few classes together. Boys and girl's both watched the two, and Hiccup could just guess how confused or the things they thought were going on when they saw him and Jack Frost together.

Whenever Jack would wave or greet someone he recognized, Hiccup would wait for him to leave. But Jack never left Hiccup's side, sticking close to him as he told Hiccup about this teacher he hated. It was only Monday, and yet it felt different then any other Monday that had come and passed.

Once they arrived Hiccup's history class was when they finally parted ways. Jack flashed him his brightest smile, Hiccup's heart beat quickened a little faster, and then like that Jack was zigzagging through the crowd of students and Hiccup was shuffling into his seat. He was sure that by then things would go back to normal, though slightly a little less normal with all the stares he was getting.

"What the hell was that called?!" a female voice called out.

Looking to his left, he watched a blonde girl make her way over to the seat next to him. Even though he was well done and over with his crush on Astrid, he still couldn't help getting a little tongue tied when he saw her. She unraveled the scarf tucked around her neck, her blue eyes watching Hiccup as she waited for his answer.

"What are you talking about?" he feigned innocence.

She reached over, and he flinched back as her fist made contact with his upper arm. If he wasn't going to bust his ass on ice, might as well get a few bruises from the abuse Astrid usually gave him. She leaned back in her seat, pushing her bangs out of her face as she watched him.

"Jack Frost, is what I'm talking about." she informed him.

"Oooh, that." he said with a nod.

"Yeah, that." she replied also nodding.

"It's a bit of a long story." he told her.

"Does he have something on you, is he black mailing you?" she questioned.

"What?! No!" he snapped, causing heads to turn in his direction.

Embarrassed, Hiccup looked away until all eyes weren't on him anymore. Well, all but Astrid's. Her arms were crossed, her foot tapping against her desk as she waited for him to explain himself. He sighed, grabbing onto his closest notebook and tearing a piece of paper out. If he explained this out loud, he was sure that he'd catch everyone's attention again, and so he wrote everything out on the paper.

Folding it up, he stretched his hand out to hand it over to her. Taking it, he watched as she quickly scanned every word he wrote out. Her eyes were getting bigger by the second, and by the time she was done reading, her mouth was hanging open. Letting everything process, she quickly pulled out her pen and started to scribble something out on the empty space of the paper. Handing it back to him, he sighed as he retrieved it and let his green eyes run over it.

Does anyone else know?

Looking over to her, he shook his head no. Nodding her head, she ran a hand through her hair. It was still kind of processing to her, knowing that the Jack Frost was staying at Hiccup Haddocks house. She wasn't jealous, just a little worried. It was during 9th grade when Hiccup had finally revealed to her that he wasn't straight. She had been a little let down then, once having a crush on the boy, but it had brought the two of them closer together.

She knew about his crush on Jack Frost, but never saw it working out. Hiccup and Jack were just too different, and she feared that even if Jack showed the slightest interest, Hiccup might end up hurt.

Holding her hand out, she motioned to get the note back. Once it was returned to her, she scribbled something else out, before handing it back to him.

How's your dad taking it?

Hiccup groaned at the question. He honestly himself wasn't sure on the answer to that. He knew his father wasn't happy with having Jack there, and Hiccup had tried his hardest for the two of them to bond or something. Jack told stories about his co-workers during dinner, and while sometimes Stoick would give a short laugh, he still kept up a barrier and didn't let his guard down around Jack.

Writing out his answer, he went to hand the paper over to Astrid. Before she could take it, it was ripped from his hand. His eyes widened, and he looked up at the larger boy that stood over him. A grin formed on the other boy's face as he leaned against Hiccup's desk, putting his back to him as he looked at Astrid.

"You know Astrid, if you're that bored you can always trade notes with me." the boy told her.

"No thanks Snotlout, I'm not all that interested in knowing which innocent freshmen you've tortured this time." she replied.

"But you're interested in what this nub has to say?" Snotlout questioned, motioning to Hiccup.

Hiccup rolled his eyes. Whenever Snotlout wasn't picking on poor defenseless Freshmen, he was usually trying to make Hiccup's life a living nightmare. He wasn't sure what it was he had done to Snotlout, the bullying hard started when they were both Freshmen themselves. One day he had been innocently walking into the men's bathroom, and next thing he was having his head shoved into a toilet and Snotlout calling him anything that came out of his tiny pea sized brain.

Astrid was the only thing that stood between Hiccup and Snotlout now a days though. She'd keep close to him, making sure to flash her meanest glare she had whenever someone looked at him the wrong way. When Astrid wasn't there, it was another story. But Hiccup was at least glad that she even took the time to protect him, and not joined in on the torture.

Though, it was probably because Astrid use to be teased herself. She wasn't like the other girls. Astrid enjoyed playing sports, and hanging out with the boys. She didn't wear makeup, and because of that the other girl's kind of ostracized her out. She had stood up to her demons, and had grown stronger from it. And now she helped those who had a little trouble with their demons.

"So what does this say? Something like -" Snotlout paused, before he tried his best to impersonate Hiccup "Oh Astrid, I know I'm skinny and can't fight, but would you be my girlfriend? I know I don't have many skills, but I'm sure you'll love playing World of Buttcraft with me."

Finding himself hilarious, Snotlout started laughing. Holding his sides, he moved so that he took the seat in front of Astrid. Rolling her eyes, she reached over and snatched the note away from him. Quickly she stuffed it into her pocket, knowing that Snotlout wouldn't try going after it unless he wanted to die. His eyes moving away from Astrid, Snotlout then looked over to Hiccup.

"I saw you walked into school with Jack." he said.

"And what if he did?" Astrid answered.

"Well, I'll just let you know that me and Jack go way back. So if you think he's going to teach you how to beat me up, you're wrong." Snotlout replied, still looking at Hiccup.

Before Hiccup or Astrid could reply to Snotlout, a voice cleared in front of them. The teacher was staring at his students, and they all quieted down as they waited for what they'd be learning. Straightening in his seat, Hiccup tried to shake off Snotlout's words.

. . . .

With his feet propped up on his desk, Jack closed his eyes as he leaned back in his chair. If there were any classes in school he hated, it had to be math. Why was it that not only did they have numbers, but then they even had to put letters in? It was all confusing, and it was a miracle that he was at least passing with a B in that class. He just sometimes didn't see the point, when in life would he have to use math that involved letters?

Something light tapped his shoulder, and opening his eyes, he met the eyes of the girl that sat behind him. She wasn't hard to recognize, what with her two colored eyes and her colorful hair. Sometimes it was funny to think that she was the daughter of their school nurse, since the two didn't really look similar.

"Hey Baby Tooth." he greeted her.

She smiled, resting her chin on her open palm. Sitting up, Jack turned in his seat so that he could look at her. She was a tiny little thing, but she was friendly and kind to everyone. She was also the one who helped him the most whenever he was having difficulties in math class. She was also the one who had dyed his hair when he asked her.

"How are you doing Jack?" she questioned.

"I think I'll be fine, until math starts." he told her.

She giggled, nodding her head. She understood his discomfort with math, it was a difficult subject to sometime learn. He always struggled with the different formula's, but he tried hard to learn and that was something she felt mattered. Biting on her bottom lip, she found herself picking nervously at her fingernails as she thought of the question she wanted to ask him.

Now, Baby Tooth wasn't her real name. It was a nickname she had picked up since childhood, and only very few people called her that now. But she enjoyed the name over her real name. Juniper was the name her mother had gifted her with, and though it was cute and different, it had brought a lot of teasing when she was growing up. But then she met Jack Frost, and though he had taught her to love her name, she still took comfort in letting her closest friends call her Baby Tooth.

To her, Jack Frost was like her older protective brother. He was always there to cheer her up when she was down, and he'd stick up for her if anyone tried to tease her. Plus her mother had taken a attachment to the boy, mostly due to how well he kept his teeth. Her mother had a crazy obsession with teeth, and she loved anyone who took good care of their own.

"I uh, saw you walking in with Hiccup today." she brought up.

Although she had never spoken a word with the other boy, she knew a bit about Hiccup. It wasn't hard to know about the boy with the silly name. But she felt that somehow they had something in common. She just wished she had the courage to talk to him, to let him know that even if his name was a little silly, it was cute. She wanted him to enjoy his name, just like Jack had taught her.

"That I did." Jack said with a nod.

"I didn't know you two were friends." she voiced.

Jack raised an eyebrow at what she said, and she instantly felt embarrassed for saying something like that. She really didn't have a problem with it, if anything she was glad that Jack and Hiccup were friends. She was just surprised, since it didn't seem as if the two had even known each other. She opened her mouth, wanting to take back what it was she had said, but before she could the math teacher walked into the room.

He looked almost as depressed as the rest of his class did as he stood in front of the white board. His eyes scanned over the class, before he turned and started teaching them something new. While Juniper started writing down what it was he was telling the class, Jack wrote out a note to the colorful girl behind him. While she thought her words sounded a little defensive, Jack knew she was just curious. He tried to write out his new friendship, leaving out the fact that he was crashing on Hiccup's couch.

If she knew that he had been homeless, he knew she'd feel guilty about it. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell her, he just knew that her mother and her were already crammed in a small apartment room. He didn't want to make the place more crowded, because he knew that Juniper and her mother would quickly offer him to come stay with them.

While the teachers back was to them, he lightly tossed the note over his shoulder. He gave a quiet chuckle when she gave a small squeak, surprised by the note that fell onto her desk. She carefully unfolded it, letting her eyes look over the carefully written out words. She smiled at how Jack wrote out Hiccup, almost as if a teenage girl writing about a crush. Scribbling something out, she pressed the note into the hood of Jack's hoodie.

He reached back and retrieved it, opening it and reading what she wrote.

Is Jack Frost in love?

His cheeks flushed at her words, and he shook his head. He wrote something out, but before he could pass it back to her his note was picked up. Looking up, he rolled his eyes when he met the eyes of his teacher.

"No note passing in my class Frost." the man sternly told him.

Stuffing the note in his pocket, the older man turned and walked away. Sticking his tongue out at him, Jack leaned back, crossing his arms. Behind him, Juniper gently patted his shoulder before paying attention to the teacher.

. . . .

Science was the third class Hiccup had, and also his first class with Jack. Walking inside the room, he glanced around for sights of the white haired boy. He tried not to be too depressed when he didn't see him, moving over to take a seat. Aside from having this class with Jack, this was also Hiccup's second class with Snotlout, and no Astrid to get between the two boys.

Said boy walked past Hiccup, making sure to shove his elbow into the back of his head. Rubbing at the back of his head, Hiccup glared at Snotlout as he laughed. Taking a seat away from Hiccup, Snotlout went to having a conversation with a blonde haired boy. Taking his eyes away from Snotlout and his friend, Hiccup looked over to the door. He had to keep from raising up his hand when Jack walked in, trying not to narrow his eyes at the blonde girl that walked in with him.

He could tell the blonde was flirting with Jack, always laying her hand on his arm and giving a giggle. It didn't help that she also wore a low cut shirt, and was taking every chance she could in leaning down enough to give Jack a better view of her cleavage. Hiccup couldn't tell if Jack was interested, it didn't seem like it, but he could just be playing really hard at acting like he didn't care.

Their eyes met across the distance, and Hiccup's heart was already speeding up before the smile even came to Jack's face. He had to repeat in his head that surely that smile wasn't for him, but it was hard to keep repeating it as Jack made his over to where he was sitting.

"Have we always had Science together?" Jack questioned.

"Since the beginning of the year, yeah." Hiccup replied with a chuckle.

Jack nodded his head, taking the seat next to Hiccup. The blonde girl that had came in with Jack seemed a little confused, her brown eyes looking between the two. She then chose the seat behind Jack. Facing Hiccup, Jack leaned back a little as he watched the green eyed boy.

"I suppose I'm getting Alzheimer's disease. You'd think I'd remember if we had class together since it's already been a month." Jack said, rolling his eyes.

"You must be pretty old, though you look so young." Hiccup stated.

"I'm almost 150, didn't you know that from the hair?" Jack motioned to his white hair.

"That explains everything." Hiccup replied, snapping his fingers.

The two boys laughed, the girl behind Jack pursing her lips out in annoyance. Pressing her chest against the desk, she leaned over to playfully run her fingers through Jack's hair. It caught his attention, and he looked over to give her a smile, before he turned back to Hiccup. Inside, Hiccup was cheering a little in joy. Jack hadn't even taken a glance at her cleavage there, and had quickly returned to talking to Hiccup.

"Don't tell anyone, but I'm making a rocking chair in Woodshop. Figured I'd need it before I hit the big one fifty." Jack told him.

"Getting tired there old man?" Hiccup questioned.

"You know how hard it is to wobble my old legs through these halls?" Jack retorted.

Hiccup nodded his head, giving out a laugh. Smiling, Jack turned so that he could face the teacher. Hiccup did the same, though he was still smiling at their small conversation. And it wasn't like that was the last conversation they had. While the teacher was telling them about an upcoming quiz, Hiccup was a little shocked when a folded up piece of paper landed on his desk.

Looking to his left where the note had come from, he blushed when he saw Jack's blue eyes staring back at him. Jack pointed to the note, before motioning for Hiccup to open it. Green eyes returning to the note, Hiccup did as he was told and let it open up.

What other classes do we have together? You gotta give this old man a heads up before he has an early heart attack.

Hiccup bit his lip, keeping from laughing as he wrote out an answer. He would have felt bad that Jack didn't know what classes they had together himself, but at least he was asking now. Tossing the note back over, he watched from the corner of his eye as Jack started to scribble out something on the note. It wasn't long until it landed back on Hiccup's desk.

I do hope you know, you're helping this old geezer in PE. I might break a hip if I try to throw a ball.

Hiccup snorted, rolling his eyes. He wrote out how if anyone was going to break a hip throwing a ball, it would probably be himself. He was sure that unlike him, Jack was probably great at anything they'd be doing today in PE. He tossed the note back over before going back to listening to what the teacher was telling them. Though the note just kept getting passed back and forth during the period, the two going from talking about what classes they were having to talking about their favorite teachers or their worst subjects.

Hiccup was a little shocked to find out that Math was Jack's worst subject, and that the teacher in there apparently hated the other boy's guts. He had the same teacher for his math class, but he didn't think the teacher would hate anyone. Sure, he seemed annoyed with being there and teaching, but Hiccup didn't think he was that bad.

He swore his heart almost sprang out of his chest when Jack joked that they skip their next class. As much as Hiccup would have wanted to, his next class was art and he actually enjoyed it. Jack seemed a little let down, but shrugged it off and told Hiccup that maybe they'd skip another time.

Once Science was over, Jack waited as Hiccup gathered his books. The blonde girl was talking to him again, and though Hiccup might have felt jealousy, he wasn't. Though maybe it was because it was him receiving notes from Jack, and not her.

"You sure you don't want to skip?" Jack questioned.

The two of them walked out of the classroom, Jack keeping in step with the shorter boy. The girl, who's name Hiccup had figured was Mia, tagged behind the boys. Every few times she'd say something, which Jack would reply, but aside from that Jack mostly kept up a conversation with Hiccup. Sometimes Hiccup felt her eyes on his head, and he'd turn and see her glaring, but he didn't let it bother him.

"I actually enjoy my next class." Hiccup told him.

"Whatever, you'll be coming to the dark side sooner or later." Jack replied.

Sadly they had to split up, Hiccup watched as Jack and Mia went down the hall on the left while he continued walking towards his art class. Jack and Mia had quickly picked up a conversation once they went their separate ways and Hiccup tried his best not trying to seem a little upset.

. . . .

Pressed up against the school wall, Jack didn't show much interest in Mia as she pressed herself up against him. Like he had told Hiccup, he was skipping his 4th period class. He didn't dislike history, sometimes it was nice to learn about what use to happen in their town years ago. But sometimes Jack just wanted to get away from it all and clear his mind.

Mia often tagged along with him when he skipped classes. Though he kind of wished that Hiccup had come along with him. He felt that if Hiccup had come, they could have at least talked about something. Mia on the other hand, well she liked to get physical whenever they were alone. And sure, sometimes Jack would give her attention, but he just wasn't interested in being anything more with the girl then classmates.

She pulled away from his neck, her fingers sliding under his blue hoodie as she looked up at him.

"Why were you talking to that kid?" she questioned.

"Who, Hiccup?" Jack questioned.

She chuckled at the name, shaking her head. She ran her fingernails over Jack's chest, feeling the way goosebumps came to his pale flesh. She had hated the fact that she was jealous the entire time they were in Science class, she was popular and pretty. Why was it Jack had given that kid attention? It wasn't like he was someone important.

Plus, who named their kid Hiccup? It was the stupidest name she had ever heard. Did the kid hiccup a lot when he was a baby? Were his parents that dumb that they just named him after the first thing he did. Leaning up, she let her tongue roll over Jack's earlobe.

"I was just being friendly. He's a cool kid." Jack told her.

"Jack, honey, that kid was a loser." she let her eyes roll.

Jack reached out, pushing her so that she was at arm's length away from him. He didn't like the fact that she had called Hiccup a loser, she didn't even know Hiccup. And sure, Jack was just getting to know the kid, he enjoyed his company. She pouted out her lip at the distance between them, her brown eyes watching him.

"He's not a loser." he told her.

He let her go, using his foot to push himself off the wall. Sliding his hands into his pockets, he walked into the direction of the door. His mood was ruined now, and he'd rather make up a bullshit excuse for being late to History, rather than stand out here and listen to Mia talk shit on Hiccup.

Guest: I'm not really sure how to answer your question, without giving it away haha. But yes. I'm not entirely sure where the idea came from, it was just there and I couldn't really think of anything to change it to.

HoneyBeeez: OH SHUSH YOU! When I saw your review I was a little shocked, because comparing this to Notebook Paper or Leave it to Lauren - PSH! This can't even compare to how good those two are. But I'm glad you like it so far!

Now, hopefully most of you are aware that there's going to be a second HTTYD. I recently checked out the wiki for it, and written in the plot was that 'At the beginning, Hiccup is pressured by Stoick to start a family and become chief, but Hiccup rebels by flying away from Berk and exploring new lands' and I know that obviously this will never happen. But I started fangirling a little and was like "Rebelling because he hasn't found his Jack Frost yet."

But I'm excited for the movie. I really can't wait to see what happens and how it goes from the first movie, plus the show on Cartoon Network. What about you guys? Any thoughts on what might happen?